"The production of this horror romance game actually reflects a certain desire in Li Guo'er's heart."
"At least to Li Guo'er, Han Fei's death was certain. The best outcome for him was to dissolve everyone's hatred, then choose a relatively dignified way to die."
"Now, as Han Fei took the game to seek Zhao Qian's opinion, he was also probing, trying to see what Zhao Qian would need to forgive him."
"Unlike Li Guo'er, who wore every emotion on her face, Zhao Qian was an experienced executive with deep strategies. She spoke little and, even if murderous thoughts arose, would not reveal them easily."
"President Zhao? Are you in?" Han Fei pushed open the door to Zhao Qian's office. As a leader, Zhao Qian had a private office.
"Come in."
"Our team has finished the revised game proposal, and we'd like to get your feedback," Han Fei said as he placed the main storyline and some illustrations on Zhao Qian's desk.
